*old

*new

*me

*dland

*e-me

10:05 p.m., 2005-06-09

late


I pretend you died.

I know I shouldn't. And I know that if I must, I should be more sad than angry.

But either way, it sure fucks me over when you send me email from beyond the grave.

I guess I should have told you that you died. That's probably information you should have.

Coping is a cop out, I'm sure. And making up stories about how you died in an accident somewhere far away just so I don't have to think about the fact that you just decided you weren't in love with me might be the biggest cop out of them all.

I'd rather talk to you through the Quija board so when I ask, "Do you love me?" I'll just push the planchette to "Yes."

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